karyn karyn It's me. Nobody else ever thought to write about me or to me, I guess, so I'll write from me. Like the song "falling slowly" says, I don't need you but I want you. I'm hoping the timing is bad. I'm hoping that you still want to see me, but are like I was when I was in my practicum. It isn't likely, but it is possible. I'm not expecting it to be so. Actually. Which is strange for me. I'm usually caught up in things. It means I can see your name show up and not get upset or unbalanced. I don't need you. But I want you, all the more for it. 110928 ... karyn In the wee small hours of the morning, when the whole wide world is fast asleep, all I can think about is nothing that'll help me sleep. 111017 what's it to you? who go blather from